Take Arada back to the past

Chapter 171, You Rong, I am Uncle Xiao Le!
Yang Xiaole returned to the compound with Xizi by bike, it was not time to get off work yet.

Dad will take a break in the afternoon and has already gone to work now.

"Aunt Wang, Aunt Zhao, Sister Wang, where are you washing the vegetables? Are you going to cook?"

After Yang Xiaole came in, he looked at the three people who were washing vegetables and chatting, and greeted them with a smile.

Sister Wang, her name is Wang Li.

The daughter-in-law of Sun Fu, an ordinary employee of the soy sauce factory, is in her early 20s, with a big belly and a five-year-old daughter.

Sun Yan.

"Hey, Xiao Le is back!"

Aunt Wang greeted with a smile.

When she saw the snakeskin bag behind Xizi, she was surprised: "Did you get something again when you went out today?"

Worried about his grandson, he asked again: "Where are Xuewen and them?"

"Oh, it's a little messed up. Xuewen and the others are behind, and they will be back in a while."

Yang Xiaole responded with a smile, and continued: "You guys do your work first, we're going back!"

"Hey, good, let's go!"

Aunt Wang responded with a smile.

When Yang Xiaole came home, the elder sister was playing with Xiaoli!
It's just a round rope, where the flowers are turned.

Seeing the two people coming in, they both stopped what they were doing.

Before the two of them could talk, Xizi happily opened the snakeskin bag: "Sister, sister, look, big fish, brother caught a big fish."

The one in his hand was naturally the biggest herring.

"Oh, it's so big!"

The eldest sister came over in surprise.

Yang Xiaole looked at the time, and said to the eldest sister: "Sister, you stewed this fish, and you will eat this at night, by the way, I will not be home to eat later."

"Why are you going?"

"Oh, my master's birthday is today. I'll have dinner with him tonight."

The eldest sister nodded slightly, looked at the big fish and shook her head: "Is this one already stewed? I don't dare. Mother must kill me when I come back!"

"Sister, sister, just say that the second brother must do it. He will run away in a while and can't hit him. If you don't do it, my mother will definitely be pickled again at night."

Xizi said with a smile on the side.

Yang Xiaole rolled her eyes at Xizi, you are really smart!
But he still nodded: "Okay, just say that I insisted on making it, hurry up, and mother will come back later, and I won't be able to eat it again."

After finishing speaking, he glared at Xizi: "It's okay, don't use my banner, it's okay in front of me, let me think about it, if you let me know that you are playing my banner behind your back, try it, and see if I beat you... "

Xizi shrank her neck and nodded frequently: "Got it!"

Yang Xiaole nodded, not afraid that he would really use his banner, and then he would naturally find someone to beat him up.

Looking at the sacks on the ground, he thought for a while and said, "Go, the family will pick up about half a catty of crucian carp and send one away."

"Ah! So many houses!"

"Just go if you are told! Do you hear me?"

It's a favor for Xiaoyu's family to give a little. If they just share the fish there, it's not a lot of affection.

As for who will have resentment in their hearts, that is a matter for the future.

people!

slowly.

A fish of half a catty, at most four or five catties.

Xizi nodded reluctantly when she heard the words, poured out the frozen fish, picked out the ones that were about the same size, and counted how many there were.

Will be ready to send in a while.

Seeing that there was nothing else to do, Yang Xiaole said to the eldest sister: "Sister, go and stew the fish in brown sauce, I'll go first! Mother and the others come back and tell them."

"Okay, you go. Hey, wait a minute."

The elder sister waved her hand, but she thought of something and stopped him again.

With puzzled eyes in Yang Xiaole's eyes, he said, "Oh, by the way, Dad asked you to go with Big Brother tomorrow and send some food back to Grandpa."

Yang Xiaole thought about it for a while, and then she understood what was going on, and asked her, "Do you need food for the elderly?"

60 catties of grain, as agreed before.

Now that there is no food in my hometown, and my family has come to the city again, it is natural that they want the food for the elderly that was agreed at the beginning.

Sure enough, the eldest sister nodded.

"Well, yes, grandpa sent a telegram this afternoon, saying that he only needs sweet potatoes for food for the elderly."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole nodded.

60 Food is generally not counted as sweet potatoes. If it is counted as sweet potatoes, it is exchanged for 4 according to the rules of my hometown.

That is 240 catties of sweet potatoes.

Regarding the old man, Yang Xiaole was also very entangled.

Whatever is impossible.

Taking care of it is equivalent to taking care of Zhao Jinhua and the others, which is very annoying.

As for the immorality of letting the old man and Zhao Jinhua separate, he couldn't say it, after all, they had lived together for more than 20 years.

I couldn't think of a good way for a while, it seems that tomorrow I can only go with my elder brother to deliver something to the old man.

Fortunately, the vicious Yang Guangping family is in the city.

Otherwise, I'm really angry!
Then he said to him: "Okay, I see, my brother and I will go back tomorrow."

He said hello and left.

After coming out, he rode his bicycle and galloped towards Suo Ye's house.

When I came to the place, the old man was busy in the kitchen!
Hearing the movement, the old man stretched out his head and took a look: "Xiao Le, why are you here?"

"Oh, come and have dinner with you!"

After parking the car, he smiled and walked over with a sack.

Gently put it on the ground, and took out a jar of liquor from it, which was exactly the liquor I bought in the old tavern last time.

He carried the wine to the main room and came back soon.

Looking at the stewed meat with cabbage in the pot, Yang Xiaole took the spatula from the opponent's hand.

"Okay, give it to me, I'll show you something today."

While talking, he scratched the pot with a spatula, turned his head and said, "Well, Master, there are braised pork and peanuts in the bag, you can take them to the main room, I will prepare them and bring them over in a while."

The old man looked at it and was suspicious: "Can you cook?"

"Hey, you still have the nerve to say, I'm too embarrassed to say about the meal you made, and I'm too embarrassed to ask if I were you."

Yang Xiaole clicked his tongue.

The old man was probably used to eating fine clothes since he was a child, so he couldn't cook.

It is as good as the food made in the school cafeteria of later generations.

Hearing his words, Suo Ye's head went dark, looking at Yang Xiaole's butt, he really wanted to give him a hit.

Think about it or forget it.

Squatting on the ground, he took the two lunch boxes and went to the main room.

After the people left, Yang Xiaole stretched out his head to look, and closed the door.

I tasted it, it was really unpalatable.

The meat must not have been fried, and the oil and water did not come out.

I found a basin and got a lot of flour from the old man's bowl.

In another pot is cooked rice.

Take out the rice and put it aside, wash the pot, and take out the cleaned pheasant in the sack.

Wash it in water and chop it up.

Put it in the pot and sauté until fragrant, add boiling water and cover the pot and stew there.

Then entered the space.

While monitoring the old man not to come in, he started to meet.

He is going to make a longevity noodle.

And it’s the one with one face.

He doesn't have the ability to make longevity noodles outside, and he has to control it in the space.

After working in it for a while, I made a noodle about five meters long, oiled it to prevent sticking together, and put it in a large noodle soup bowl.

It is said that the old man is really particular.

These noodle soup bowls are all good guys. They are large bowls with colored glaze, and there is a signature from the Kangxi period on the bottom.

This thing is an official kiln with a wide open door!
There are still a lot of noodles left, and I have made a lot of hand-rolled noodles.

Of course, he didn't have to do it.

When it was almost done, he found a space, sprinkled flour on the chopping board, and placed the finished noodles there.

Lest someone come in later.

Then he took out a [-]-jin fat head fish from the sack and started to process it, as well as a large piece of tofu.

The fish is naturally processed, just wash it.

Serve out the pork ton with cabbage and set aside.

After washing, add a spoonful of lard, a spoonful of soybean oil, a spoonful of dry yellow sauce, add ginger and dried chili and sauté until fragrant.

When the smell comes out, add a large pot of well water.

This well water was naturally produced in his space.

"Xiao Le, open the door!"

He was modifying Big Yu's knife when he heard a knock on the door, accompanied by Hua Yourong's voice.

Yang Xiaole was puzzled, and opened the kitchen door.

I saw Hua Yourong wearing a woolen coat, standing pretty at the door of the kitchen, with an exquisite fur hat on her head.

"Xiao Le, what are you doing? It smells so good!"

Hua Yourong asked curiously.

"Cooking! What else can I do? Close the door, it's freezing outside."

"Why are you cooking and locking the door?"

Yang Xiaole returned to the chopping board, continued to modify the knife, and smiled while busy: "I can't let my master steal my culinary skills."

The Hua family has naturally known about the fact that I have been studying art here for such a long time.

Hearing this, Hua Yourong chuckled: "If Grandpa Suo knows what you said, will he beat you!"

"Hey, why did you hit me? I also learned this cooking skill from a teacher. By the way, why are you here?"

Although he guessed it, he still asked.

Hua Yourong stretched out her head to look, "Oh, isn't it Grandpa Suo's birthday today! My mother and I are coming to cook for grandpa!"

While speaking, Su Ling walked over with a smile.

"Xiao Le, you are really cooking. I just heard the old man say it, but I still don't believe it! Do you want to help?"

Yang Xiaole shook her head with a smile when she heard the words: "No, you go and talk to the old man, I'll be fine here for a while. I'll call you when it's done."

Su Ling nodded and walked around the kitchen.

Looking at the longevity noodles in the big bowl, I was surprised: "You can still make this!"

"Hey, I learned it, I learned it... that's all right, you guys go to work!"

After speaking, put the cut big fish into the pot, cut into the old tofu and start to stew.

If they don't leave, the filling will be exposed when the noodles are cooked later.

Originally, they were planning to make a stewed fish head, but Hua You let them come over, so they could only put a whole fish in it.

"Alright then, you're busy!"

Seeing this, Su Ling didn't force herself, and went back with a smile.

Yang Xiaole looked at Hua Yourong who hadn't left yet, and said with a smile, "What's the matter? You still want to steal your teacher! It's okay, you worship me as your teacher, and I'll teach you!"

Hearing this, Hua Yourong was amused.

"No, then you are older than me!"

"Hey, if you don't ask me to be your teacher, I'm older than you! My name is Master Suo, and your name is Grandpa Suo. Am I a generation older than you?"

"Ah~~"

Hua Yourong was troubled, and then ran out of the compound in a hurry.

After a while, laughter came from the hall.

But Hua Yourong didn't come to the kitchen anymore, so she must be depressed there!
The big fish and pheasant soup are cooking in the pot, and the noodles will be more delicious after waking up.

After adding some firewood to the stove, he opened the kitchen door and came out.

Back in the main room, I saw the old man chatting with Su Ling, while Hua Yourong was quietly sitting beside him and listening.

"Why didn't you go out last time? Why do you have to stay here?"

This is the old man asking questions.

Su Ling smiled wryly for a while: "Master Suo, it's not like you don't know that my father has always had a problem with Shijie, and I can't stay on Hong Kong Island after I go.

The money Shijie brought was lost, and the remaining money was sent to us every month as a salary, and there was not much left for him. Without money, he didn’t even have the right to live there.

Moreover, Shijie said that the place he is in is a slum area, where guns are rampant, and it is very dangerous for us to pass by.

Instead of this, it's better to stay in the country, wait for him to fix it, and then we can find a way to get there. "

Yang Xiaole sat by and listened.

After such a long time, he has learned a little about the Hua family.

Their family is not as rich as they imagined, or they used to be rich, but now they are in decline.

But the skinny camel is bigger than the horse.

Huafu's average salary of 100 US dollars a month was sent over. Converted into RMB, it was close to 300 yuan. Adding Su Ling's salary, it was close to 400 yuan.

With overseas remittance coupons, you can buy many things that cannot be bought in other places.

Life is actually very comfortable.

It can be said that the flowers are endless, and there is no end to flowers at all.

And now people like Su Ling are somewhat looked down upon, even hostile, but after all, they have not done anything to them publicly.

It is said that Father Hua is really unlucky.

The other party has been there for 53 years. After going there, he took the exchanged gold in his hand, and exchanged it into US dollars there, and started doing business.

The result was the financial crisis of 53-54.

I lost a lot.

Fortunately, they still saved some capital. In 55, the economy began to recover, but they waited and waited for a year. In 56, they were ready to make a comeback with confidence.

As a result, after working for about a year, the business had just entered the normal stage, and encountered the financial crisis that began in March 57.

All of a sudden, the bottom is upside down.

In the end, it can only be reduced to the point of going to work.

With a monthly salary of about 200 yuan.

Worried that their mother and daughter are having a bad life here, they still send back a salary of 100 yuan every month, but only once every three months.

Of course.These are what Su Ling told him.

As for whether it is true, he is not sure. After all, he was not engaged in finance before, and he doesn't remember very clearly the previous financial crises in Laomei.

The one with the deepest memory is naturally the time when the dollar was decoupled from gold.

Another one is Black Sunday.

Sometimes he even wondered whether Hua Yourong's father got rich there, got married and had children.

Then pay some money to keep the two of their mothers here.

Of course, this is just his guess. Naturally, he won't say this kind of guess in a hurry and destroy other people's families.

(End of this chapter)